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PREFACE. 


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The  following  Latin  Hymns,  selected  from  the  collection 
published  by  Dr.  March,  of  Lafayette  College,  undoubtedly 
possess  more  than  ordinary  merit.  It  will  be  highly  grati- 
fying to  me  if  the  translations  shall  adequately  convey  the 
meaning  of  the  originals.  I  cannot  hope  to  have  succeeded 
in  transfusing  their  spirit. 

N.  B.  SMITHERS. 


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In    Resurrectione   Domini. 


AUCTOR  INCERTUS. 


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IN   RESURRECTIONE   DOMINI. 


Pone  luctum,  Magdalena ! 

Et  serena  lacrymas : 
Non  est  jam  Simonis  coena, 
Non,  cur  fletum  exprimas : 
.  Causae  mille  sunt  laetandi, 
Causa;  mille  exultandi : 

Halleluia ! 

Sume  risum,  Magdalena ! 

Frons  nitescat  lucida ; 
Demigravit  omnis  poena, 

Lux  coruscat  fulgida : 
Christus  mundum  liberavit, 
Et  de  morte  triumphavit ! 

Halleluia ! 

Gaude,  plaude,  Magdalena ! 

Tumba  Christus  exiit ! 
Tristis  est  peracta  scena, 

Victor  mortis  rediit ; 
Quem  deflebas  morientem, 
Nunc  arride  resurgentem  ! 

Halleluia  ! 


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Tolle  vultum,  Magdalena ! 

Redivivum  aspice : 
Vide,  frons  quam  sit  amoena, 

Quinque  plagas  inspice  : 
Fulgent,  sic  ut  margaritae, 
Ornamenta  novae  vitae. 

Halleluia ! 

Vive,  vive,  Magdalena  ! 

Tua  lux  reversa  est, 
Gaudiis  turgescat  vena, 

Mortis  vis  abstersa  est  ; 
Moesti  procul  sunt  dolores, 
Laeti  redeant  amores ! 

Halleluia ! 


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The   Resurrection. 


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This  is  a  sweet  Resurrection  Hymn,  of   which  neither  the  age  nor  the 

author  is  known. 


THE   RESURRECTION. 


Magdalena,  grief  dispelling. 
Bid  thy  tears  no  longer  tlow, 

This  is  not  the  leper's  dwelling. 
This  is  not  the  hour  of  wo ; 

Thousand  reasons  now  for  joying. 

Thousand  more  for  praise  employing: 

Halleluia ! 

Magdalena,  sorrow  banish. 

Jocund  laughter  tits  the  day. 
Now  the  gloomy  shadows  vanish. 

Now  the  gladsome  sunbeams  play: 
Christ  has  come,  for  man  atoning, 
Death  himself  through  death  dethroning 

Halleluia ! 

Magdalena.  cease  thy  mourning, 

Christ  has  burst  the  rock-hewn  tomb  : 

Death's  Destroyer,  see  returning. 
Ended  now  the  scene  of  gloom : 

He,  who  caused  thy  tears  when  dying, 

Asks  not  grief  but  glorifying : 

Halleluia ! 


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Magdalena,  vainly  pining. 

Haste  thy  risen  Lord  to  greet ; 
See  his  brow  serenely  shining, 

See  his  hands  and  wounded  feet, 
\younds,  that  once  with  blood  were  streaming, 
Now  like  precious  rubies  gleaming  : 

Halleluia ! 

Magdalena,  joy  for  sadness. 

Christ,  thy  light  of  life  is  here  ; 
Let  thy  veins  now  swell  with  gladness, 

Doom  of  death  no  longer  fear  : 
Nevermore  from  Christ  to  sever, 
Death  but  gives  thee  Christ  forever: 

Halleluia ! 


De  S.  Stephano. 


ADAM  DE  SC.  VICTORE. 


DE  S.  STEPHANO. 


Heri  mundus  exultavit, 
Et  exultans  celebravit 

Christi  natalitia: 
Heri- chorus  angelorum 
Prosecutus  est  coelorum 

Regem  cum  laetitia. 


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Protomartyr  et  Levita, 
Clarus  fide,  clams  vita, 

Clams  et  miraculis, 
Sub  hac  luce  triumphavit, 
Et  triumphans  insultavit 

Stephanus  incredulis. 

Fremunt  ergo  tanquam  ferae, 
Quia  victi  defecere 

Lucis  adversarii ; 
Falsos  testes  statuunt, 
Et  linguas  exacuunt 

Viperarum  filii. 


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Agonista,  nulli  cede  ; 
Certa  certus  de  mercede, 

Persevera,  Stephane :  ' 
Insta  falsis  testibus, 
Confuta  sermonibus 

Synagogam  Satana?. 

Testis  tuus  est  in  coelis, 
Testis  verax  et  fidelis,  ' 

Testis  innocentia?; 
Nomen  habes  Coronati, 

Te  tormentadecetpati' 
Pro  corona  gloria?. 

Pro  corona  non  marcenti 
Perfer  brevis  vim  tormenti, 

Te  manet  victoria; 
Tibi  fiet  mors,  natalis, 
Tibi  poena  terminalis 

Oat  vita?  primordia. 

Plenus  Sancto  Spiritu 
Penetrat  intuitu 

Stephanus  coelestia, 
Videns  DgI  gloriam 
Crescit  ad  victoriam, 
Suspirat  ad  pramia. 


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En  a  dextris  Dei  stantem 
Jesum,  pro  te  dimicantem, 

Stephane,  considera:     * 
Tibi  ccelos  reserari, 
Tibi  Christum  revelari 

Clama  voce  libera. 

Se  commendat  Salvatori, 
Pro  quo  dulce  ducit  mori 

Sub  ipsis  lapidibus : 
Saulus  servat  omnium 
Vestes  lapidantium, 

Lapldans  in  omnibus. 

Ne  peccatum  statuatur 
His,  a  quibus  lapidatur, 
Genu  ponit  et  precatur, 

Condolens  insaniae : 
In  Christo  sic  obdormivit, 
Qui  Christo  sic  obedivit, 
Et  cum  Christo  semper  vivit, 

Martyrum  primitia?. 


St.  Stephen  s  Martyrdom. 


ADAM  OF  ST.  VICTOR. 


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The  Author  lived  in  the  12th  century.  He  is  placed  by  ^itits  very  high 
on  the  roll  of  Latin  Poets  of  th.  Middle  Ages.  He  was  i^rnVk  of  th#  foun- 
dation of  St.  Victor.  The  Martyrdom  of  .Stephen  ^^.ts^dfred  by*tfla*ny  as  his 
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ST.  STEPHEN'S  MARTYRDOM. 


Yesterday,  with  joy  elated, 
Earth  the  advent  celebrated 

Of  David's  Son  and  Lord : 
Yesterday  their  homage  bringing, 
Angel  choirs,  hosannahs  singing, 

Their  new-crowned  King  adored. 

Lo,  to-day,  where  zealous  Stephen, 
Full  of  faith  and  power  from  heaven 

And  full  of  holy  grace, 
Now  disputing,  now  insulting, 
Stands  triumphing  and  exulting 

O'er  Israel's  faithless  race. 

Round  him  howling,  red  eyes  flashing. 
Ravening  wolves  their  teeth  are  gnashing 

And  thirsting  for  his  blood  : 
Lying  tongues  against  him  setting, 
Venomed  fangs  with  malice  whetting, 

Behold  the  viper's  brood. 


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Manful  wrestler,  nothing  bending, 
Steadfast  for  the  prize  contending, 

Good  Stephen,  hold  thy  ground  ; 
Perjured  witnesses  refuting. 
Rage,  with  reason,  still  confuting. 

Hell's  synagogue  confound. 

Christ,  thy  witness,  is  in  heaven, 
Witness  true  and  faithful,  Stephen, 

Who  on  thy  fight  looks  down ; 
Mindful  of  the  name  thou  bearest, 
Bravely  show  thou  nothing  fearest, 

Thus  striving  for  thy  crown. 

Fadeless  crown  of  bliss  securing. 
Little  while  the  pain  enduring, 

Victory  ends  thy  strife  ; 
Glory,  transient  o-Hef  is  brinLnng, 
Dawn  of  day  through  death  is  springing, 

The  dawn  of  endless  life. 

Holy  Spirit,  him  imbuing, 
Heavenly  vision  him  enduing. 

He  penetrates  the  skies ; 
God's  supernal  glory  viewing, 
Strength  for  victory  renewing, 

He  pants  to  win  the  prize. 


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Lo  !  at  God's  right  hand  contending, 
Jesus  stands,  his  aid  extending. 

There,  Stephen,  fix  thine  eye  ; 
See  the  heavens  are  unsealing, 
Christ,  himself  to  thee  revealing. 

Attends  thy  dying  cry. 

Loudly  to  his  Savior  crying. 
Gladly  Christ  thus  glorifying. 

He  calmly  yields  his  breath  ; 
While  his  foes  the  stones  are  heaping. 
Zealot  Saul  their  clothes  is  keeping, 

Consenting  to  his  death. 

Humbly  kneeling,  naught  gainsaying, 
Naught  against  his  slayers  laying, 
Meekly  to  his  Father  praying 

Their  crime  to  disregard. 
Thus  in  Christ  he  sweetly  sleepeth. 
Who  the  law  of  Christ  thus  keepeth, 
And,  to  Christ  thus  faithful,  reapeth 

The  martyr's  first  reward. 


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In  Dedicatione  Ecclesi/E. 


ADAM  DE  SC.  VICTORE. 


IN  DEDICATIONE  ECCLESI^. 


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Quam  dilecta  tabernacia 

Domini  et  atria ! 
Quam  electi  architecti, 

Tuta  aidificia, 
Quae  non  movent,  immo  fovent, 

Ventus,  rtumen,  pluvia ! 


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Quam  decora  fundamenta, 
Per  concinna  sacramenta 

Umbrae  praecurrentia  ; 
Latus  Adai  dormientis 
Evam  fudit  in  manentis 

Copulae  primordia. 

Area  ligno  fabricata 
Noe  servat,  gubernata 

Per  mundi  diluvium  ; 
Prole  sera  tandem  foeta, 
Anus  Sara  ridet  la^ta, 

Nostrum  lactans  Gaudium. 


Servus  bibit  qui  legatur, 
Et  camelus  adaquatur 

Ex  Rebeccas  hydria ; 
Hsec  inaures  et  armillas 
Aptat  sibi,  ut  per  illas 

Viro  fiat  congrua. 

Synagoga  supplantatur 
A  Jacob,  dum  divagatur 

Nimis  freta  literal ; 
Lippam  Liam  latent  multa, 
Quibus  videns  Rachel  fulta 

Pari  nubit  fcedere. 


In  bivio  tegens  nuda, 
Geminos  parit  ex  luda 

Thamar  diu  vidua ; 
Hie  Moyses  a  puella, 
Dum  se  lavat,  in  fiscella 

Reperitur  scirpea. 


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Hie  est  urna  manna  plena, 
Hie  mandata  legis  dena, 

Sed  in  area  foederis ; 
Hie  sunt  aedis  ornamenta, 
Hie  Aaron  indumenta, 

Quctt  prceeedit  poderis. 

Hie  Urias  viduatur, 
Barsabee  sublimatur, 

Sedis  eonsors  regiae  : 
Hajc  Regi  varietate 
Vestis  astat  deauratae, 

Sieut  regum  filial. 

Hue  venit  Austri  regina, 
Salomonis  quam  divina 

Condit  sapientia ; 
Haee  est  nigra,  sed  formosa, 
Myrrha;  et  turis  fumosa 

Virga  pigmentaria. 


Hie  mas  agnus  immolatur. 
Quo  Israel  satiatur 

Tinctus  ejus  sanguine ; 
Hie  transitur  rubens  unda, 
i^gyptios  sub  profunda 

Obruens  voragine. 


Haee  futura,  quae  figura 
Obumbravit,  reseravit 

Nobis  dies  gratiae  ; 
Jam  in  leeto  cum  dilecto 
Quiescamus,  et  psallamus, 

Adsunt  enim  nuptiae. 


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Ouarum  tonat  initium 
In  tiibis  epulaniium, 
Kt  f:nis  per  psalterium  ; 
Sponsum  millena  millia 
Una  laudant  melodia, 
Sine  fine  dicentia, 
Alleluia.     Amen. 


The  Dedication  of  a  C 


HURCH. 


ADAM  OF  ST.  VICTOR. 


THE  DEDICATION  OF  A  CHURCH. 


This  Hymn,  by  the  same  author  as  the  preceding,  is  a  recital  of  some 
of  the  facts  narrated  in  the  Old  Testament  and  an  application  of  them  as  types 
of  the  Gospel  dispensation.  Though  in  some  respects  their  representative 
character  may  seem  fanciful,  yet.  for  the  most  part,  they  are  strikingly  appro- 
priate and  the  conceptions  exceedingly  beautiful. 


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How  lovely  are  thy  temples,  Lord, 
Thy  mansions  how  secure, 

Whose  strong  abutments,  firmly  laid 
By  builders  skilled  and  sure, 

Assailed  in  vain,  by  wind  and  rain, 
Still  harden  and  endure. 

Precious  stones  of  their  foundation, 
Through  the  shadowy  dispensation,' 

In  symbols  are  supplied  ; 
Adam's  side,  in  sleep,  is  broken, 
Yielding  Eve,  the  beauteous  token 

Of  Christ's  celestial  Bride. 

Safely  in  the  ark  abiding, 
Noah  sees  the  waves  subsiding, 

That  all  beside  destroy  ; 
Then  with  age  old  Sarah  stricken, 
Feels  her  dead  conception  quicken, 

And  laughs  to  nurse  our  Joy. 


From  her  pitcher,  Nahor's  daughter 
Gives  the  thirsty  servant  water 

And  for  his  camels  cares ; 
Bridal  gifts,  Rebecca  wearing, 
Bracelets  rare  and  golden  ear-ring, 

To  please  her  lord  prepares. 

Jacob  takes  his  father's  blessing. 
Erring  Esau  dispossessing, 

Unto  the  spirit  blind  ; 
Weak-eyed  Leah,  naught  regarded, 
Rachel  sees  her  faith  rewarded, 

In  equal  wedlock  joined. 

By  the  highway,  closely  veiling, 
Tamar  sits,  her  face  concealing 

And  twins  to  Judah  bears  ; 
In  the  ark  of  rushes  lying 
Egypt's  princess  Moses  spying 

Compassionates  his  tears. 

Here  the  paschal  lamb  is  bleeding, 
On  whose  flesh  all  Israel  feedino- 

Their  lintels  stain  with  blood  ; 
Here  the  Red  Sea,  backward  massing 
Holds  its  waves,  for  Moses  passing, 

Then  Pharoah  whelms  in  flood. 


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Here  the  manna,  God's  protection. 
Ten  commandments,  God's  direction. 

The  Ark  of  Witness  bears ; 
Here  the  vessels  dedicated, 
Priesdy  garments  consecrated. 

But  chief,  what  Aaron  wears. 

Here  Uriah  goes  to  slaughter, 
While,  arrqyed  liks  prince's  daughter 

In  garb  of  Tyrian  dye 
Clasped  with  golden  bands  of  Ophir, 
Close  beside  her  royal  lover, 

Stands  Bathsheba  on  high. 

Sheba's  Queen,  whom  rumor  reaching. 
Comes  with  gifts,  the  wondrous  teaching 

Of  David's  Son  to  hear. 
Black,  but  comely,  is  her  favor, 
Pillared  smoke,  her  gait  and  savor, 

Perfumed  with  burning  myrrh. 

Unfulfilled  in  shadow  lying, 
What  each  presage  signifying, 

To  us,  by  grace,  is  clear. 
Now  upon  his  bosom  resting. 
Lauding  Christ,  himself  attesting 

The  marriage  day  is  here. 


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In  Judah's  courts  the  trump  has  ceased, 
No  more  is  sacrifice  or  priest, 
Now  harps  begin  the  Gospel  feast ; 
The  Bridegroom  haih'ng,  hymns  of  praise 
Ten  thousand  thousand  voices  raise, 
And  ceaseless  chant  through  endless  days, 
Halleluia.     Amen. 


Vanitas  Mundi. 


BERNARDUS  CLARAVALLENSIS. 


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VANITAS  MUNDI. 


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Quum  sit  omnis  homo  foenum, 
Et  post  foenum  fiat  coenum, 

Ut  quid,  homo,  extolleris  ? 
Cerne  quid  es  et  quid  eris  : 
Modo  fios  es,  et  verteris 

In  favillam  cineris. 


Per  eetatum  incrementa, 
Immo  magis  detrimenta, 

Ad  non-esse  traheris ; 
Velut  umbra,  quum  declinat, 
Vita  surgit  et  festinat, 

Claudit  meta  funeris. 


Homo  dictus  es  ab  humo ; 
Cito  transis,  quia  fumo 

Similis  efficeris ; 
Nunquam  in  eodem  statu 
Permanes,  dum  sub  rotatu 
Huius  vitae  volveris. 


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O  sors  gravis,  o  sors  dura, 
O  lex  dira,  quam  natura 

Promulgavit  miseris ! 
Homo  nascens  cum  moerore 
Vltam  ducis  cum  labore 

Et  cum  metu  moreris. 

Ergo  si  scis  qualitatem 
Tuse  sortis,  voluptatem 

Carnis  quare  sequeris  ? 
Memento,  te  moriturum 
.Et  post  mortem  id  messurum, 
Quod  hie  seminaveris. 

Terram  teris,  terram  geris, 
Et  in  terram  reverteris. 

Qui  de  terra  sumeris ; 
Cerne  quid  es  et  quid  eris  : 
Modo  flos  es,  et  verteris 

In  favillam  cineris. 


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The  Vanity  of  the  World. 


BERNARD  OF  CLAIRVAUX. 


THE  VANITY  OF  THE  WORLD. 


St.  Bernard,  the  author  of  this  Hymn,  was  born  in  1091,  near  Dijon,  in 
Burgundy.  He  was  the  first  Abbot  of  Clairvaux.  He  possessed  great  personal 
influence,  and,  after  his  death,  which  occurred  in  1153,  was  canonized.  Of 
him  Luther  says:  "If  there  ever  has  been  a  pious  monk  who  feared  God,  it 
was  St.  Bernard,  whom  alone  I  hold  in  much  higher  esteem  than  all  other 
"monks  and  priests  throughout  the  globe." 


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A  little  while  like  grass  to  flourish, 

Then  mown,  like  grass,  vile  worms  to  nourish, 

Wherein  hath  flesh  to  trust  ? 
Be  wise,  O  man,  thy  state  discerning, 
A  flower  now  and  quickly  turning 

Into  thy  native  dust. 

Through  increase,  length  of  days  attaining, 
But  loss  with  every  gain  sustaining, 

To  nothing  thou  art  worn ; 
Thy  life,  a  shadow  swifdy  flying, 
Thy  winged  hours  in  speed  are  vying, 

To  reach  the  final  bourn. 

From  humus  sprung,  thy  name  denodng, 
And  like  the  misty  vapors  floating 

Their  changeful  shapes  reveal, 
Thus  down  the  course  of  time  thou  glidest. 
Nor  ever  in  one  stay  abidest 

On  life's  revolving  wheel. 


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O  dire  decree  of  fateful  nature 

That  here  compels  each  wretched  creature, 

Relentless  and  severe ! 
For  man,  whose  life  begins  in  sorrow. 
To  weary  day  adds  toiling  morrow, 

And  dies  in  abject  fear. 

If  such,  O  man,  is  thy  condition. 
Why  cherish  schemes  of  bad  ambition 

Or  hold  the  flesh  so  dear  ? 
That  thou  must  die  remember  rather, 
And,' after  death,  wilt  surely  gather 

What  seed  thou  sowest  here. 


Now  tilling  earth,  on  earth  attending, 

And  soon,  with  earth,  thy  substance  blending. 

From  which  thou  hadst  thy  birth, 
Be  wise,  O  man,  thy  state  discerning, 
A  flower  now,  and  quickly  turning 

Into  the  dust  of  earth. 


CONTEMPTIO   VaNITATIS   MuN 


DI. 


BERNARDUS  CLARAVALLENSIS. 


CONTEMPTIO   VANITATIS    MUNDI. 


O  miranda  vanitas! 
O  divltiarum 
Amor  lamentabilis ! 
O  virus  amarum  ! 
Cur  tot  viros  inficis 
Faciendo  caruni 
Quod  pertransit  citius 
Quam  flamma  stupparum. 


Homo  miser,  cogita : 
Mors  omnes  compescit, 
Quis  est  ab  initio 
Qui  morti  non  cessit  ? 
Quando  moriturus  est, 
Omnis  homo  nescit, 
Hie,  qui  vivit  hodie, 
Cras  forte  putrescit. 


48 


Dum  de  morte  cogito, 
Contristor  et  ploro, 
Verum  est,  quod  morlar 
Et  tempus  io^noro. 
Ultlmum,  quod  nescio 
Cui  jungar  choro ; 
Et  cum  Sanctis  merear 
Jungi,  Deum  oro ! 


Contempt  of  Worldly  Vanity. 

BERNARD  OF  CLAIRVAUX. 


( 


This  Hymn  is  also  by  St.   Bernard,  and  may  be  considered  a  companion 
to  the  one  preceding. 


CONTEMPT  OF  WORLDLY  VANITY. 


What  emptiness  of  vanity 

So  many  hearts  bewitches  ? 

O  sorrowful  insanity  ! 

The  cursed  lust  of  riches. 

How  strange  that  man,  with  eager  haste, 

Will  welcome  toil  and  trouble, 

To  gather  that  which  melts  as  fast 

As  fire  consumeth  .stubble. 

Put  on,  my  friend,  a  sober  mind, 

And  judge  thy  interest  better, 

To  Death,  reflect  that  human-kind 

Is  universal  debtor  ; 

That  naught  avails  thy  dear-loved  wealth 

When  at  thy  door  he  calleth, 

And  who,  to-day,  stands  full  of  health 

Perhaps  to-morrow  falleth. 


52 

When  on  this  end  I  meditate 
My  heart  grows  sore  with  sighing, 
Not  that  I  dread  the  common  fate 
So  far  as  death  is  dying, 
But  that  which  gives  me  more  concern 
Is  that  which  comes  thereafter, 
With  saints  to  praise  or  devils  burn 
Throughout  the  long  Hereafter. 


Dies  Judicii. 

AUCTOR  INCERTUS. 


DIES  JUDICII. 


Apparebit  repentina  dies  magna  Domini, 

Fur  obscura  velut  nocte  improvises  occupans. 

Brevis  totus  tum  parebit  prisci  luxus  saeculi, 
Totum  simul  cum  clarebit  praeterisse  saeculum. 

Clangor  tubai  per  quaternas  terra.^  plagas  concinens, 
Vivos  una  mortuosque  Christo  ciet  obviam. 

De  coelesti  Judex  arce,  majestate  fulgidus, 
Claris  angelorum  choris  comitatus  aderit. 

Erubescet  orbis  lunai,  sol  et  obscurabitur, 

Stellae  cadent  pallescentes,  mundi  tremet  ambitus. 

Flamma  ignis  anteibit  justi  vultum  Judicis, 

Coelos,  terras  et  profundi  fluctus  ponti  devorans. 

Gloriosus  in  sublimi  Rex  sedebit  solio, 

Angelorum  tremebunda  circumstabunt  agmina. 

Hujus  omnes  ad  electi  colligentur  dexteram, 
Pravi  pavent  a  sinistris,  haedi  velut  foetidi. 


56 

Ite,  dicet  Rex  ad  dextros,  regnum  coeli  sumite, 
Pater  vobis  quod  paravit  ante  omne  sa^culum. 


•  • 


Karitate  qui  fraterna  me  juvistis  pauperem, 
Caritatls  nunc  mercedem  reportate  divites. 

Leeti  dicent :  Ouando,  Chrlste,  pauperem  te  vidimus, 
Te,  Rex  magne,  vel  egentem  miserati  juvimus  ? 

Magnus  illis  dicet  Judex  :  cum  juvistis  pauperes, 

Panem,  domum,  vestem  dantes,  me  juvistis  humiles. 

Nee  tardabit  et  sinistris  loqui  Justus  Arbiter : 
In  Gehennas,  maledicd,  tiammas  hinc  discedite ! 

Obsecrantem  me  audire  despexistis  mendicum,, 
Nudo  vestem  non  dedistis,  neglexistis  languidum. 

Peccatores  dicent :  Christe,  quando  te  vel  pauperem, 
Te,  Rex  mao-ne,  vel  inhrmum  contemnentes  sprevi- 


mus  ? 


Ouibus  contra  Judex  altus :  Mendicanti  quamdiu 
Opem  ferre  despexistis.  me  sprevistis  improbi. 

Retro  nient  turn  injusti  ignes  in  perpetuos, 

X'ermis  quorum  non  morietur,  damma  nee  restlnguitur. 

Satan  atro  cum  ministris  quo  tenetur  carcere, 
Fletus  ubi  mugitusque,  strident  omnes  dentibus. 

Tunc  tideles  ad  coelestem  sustollentur  patriam, 
Choros  inter  an^elorum  regni  petent  gaudia. 


57 

Urbis  summse  Hierusalem  introibunt  gloriam, 
Vera  lucis  atque  pacis  in  qua  fulget  visio, 

XPM  regem  jam  paterna  claritate  splendidum 
Ubi  celsa  beatorum  contemplantur  agmina. 

Ydri  fraudes  ergo  cave,  infirmantes  subleva, 
Aurum  temne,  fuge  luxus,  si  vis  astra  petere. 

Zona  clara  castitatis  lumbos  nunc  praecingere, 
In  occursum  magni  Regis  fer  ardentes  lampades. 


I 


if 


The  Day  of  Judgment, 


AUTHOR  UNKNOWN. 


// 


The  Author  of  this  Hymn  is  unknown.  It  is  at  least  as  old  as  the  seventh 
century.  Its  allusions,  and  much  of  its  phraseolog^^  are  drawn  directly  from  the 
Siacred  Scriptures.  It  has  been  ranked  with  the  Dies  Irae.  .\s  will  be  perceived 
it  is  an  abecedary-,  the  stanzas  proceeding  in  alphabetical  order.  In  this  respect 
the  translation  is  an  imitation. 


THE  DAY  OF  JUDGMENT. 


As,  unwatched,  the  midnight  thief  doth  break  the  good- 
man's  hoard. 
So,  when  we  least  e.xpect,  will  haste  the  great  day  of 
the  Lord. 

Briefly,  lust  will  walk  abroad,  as  in  the  time  before, 
And  then  the  sicrn  will  manifest  that  time  shall  be  no 
more. 

Clearly  ringing  through  the  earth,  and  equal  near  or 
far, 
The  trump  will  cite  both  quick  and  dead  before  the 
judgment  bar. 

Decked  In  gorgeous  majesty,  the  Judge  from  heaven 
will  come. 
With  holy  angels  compassed  round,  to  pass  the  final 
doom. 


," 


1 

I 


62 

Ebon-black   the  sun   will  turn,  the    moon  in    blood  be 
whirled, 
And  paling  stars,  like  hail,  will  fall,  to  smite  the  reeling 
world. 

Fier)^  streams  of  vengeful  wrath,  before  his  face  shall 
leap, 
Whose  tlame  the  earth  and  sky  will  melt  and  dry  the 
nether  deep. 

Glorious  in  his  might,  the  King  his  throne  will  then  as- 
cend, 
And,  filled  with  awe,  the  heavenly  ranks,  in  silent  ho- 
mage, bend. 

His  elect  will,  on  the  right,  be  set  at  his  command, 
While,  on  the  left,  like  filthy  goats,  the  trembling  sin- 
ners stand. 

Instant,  then  the  King  will  say :  "  Ye  blessed  come  and 
heir 
The  kingdom  which,  at  first,  for  you,  my  Father  did 
prepare. 

•'  Kindly,  ye  my  poor  estate,  as  brethren,  did  regard. 
And,  now,  for  this  sweet  charity,  receive  a  rich  re- 
ward." 

Listening,  they  will  gladly  ask,  "O  Christ,  when  saw  we 
thee 
In  sickness,  or  did  bring  relief  unto  thy  penury  ?" 


f 


63 

Mildly,  thus  will  he  reply,  "  To  whom  of  low  degree 
Ye  shelter,  food  or  raiment  gave,  ye  did  it  unto  me." 

Nothing  slow,  against  the  left,  will  turn  his  righteous 
ire : 
"  Depart,  ye  cursed,  into  realms  of  everlasting  fire. 

"  Often  have  ye  spurned  my  prayer,  when  hungry  I  did 
plead, 
No  drink  ye  gave  to  quench  my  thirst,  nor  clothing 
to  my  need." 

Piteous  then  will  sinners  cry :  "  O  Christ,  when  did  we 
see 
Thy  hunger,  thirst,  or  nakedness,  nor  ministered  to 
thee  ?" 

Quickly  back  will  answer  come,  "  So  oft  was  I  oppressed 
As  ye  have  failed  to  help  the  poor  or  succor  the  dis- 
tressed." .  , 

Rushing  down,  the  guilty  crowd  will   plunge,  through 
fiery  storm. 
Amid  the  lake  of  living  flame,  where  gnaws  the  death- 
less worm. 

Satan  here,  securely  bound,  and  rebel  angels  dwell. 
Mid  tears  and  groans  and  gnashing  teeth — their  pri- 
son house  of  hell. 


I 


64 

Then  the  faithful,  upward  borne,  will  seek   the  realms 
on  high, 
While  "  welcome  home  "  the  welkin  rings,  with  music 

of  the  sky. 

Unto  them  will  be  prepared  Jerusalem  above. 

Whose  only  sun,  the  Source  of  Light,  whose  perfect 
law  is  love, 

Where,  redeemed,  the  saints  will  praise  the  Christ  who 
still  sustains. 
And,  clothed  in  all  the  brightness  of  his  Father's  glor>', 

reigns. 

Yearning  for  this  blissful  land,  the  Serpent's  guile  be- 
ware. 
Despising  wealth,  avoiding  lust,  each  other's  burdens 
bear. 

Zone  of  grace,  your  loins  to  gird,  let  chastity  afford. 
And  watchful  wait,  with  burning  lamps,  the  coming  of 
the  Lord. 


Sequentia  de  Passione  B.  Virginis. 


JACOPONUS. 


SEQUENTIA  DE  PASSIONE  B.  VIRGINIS. 


Stabat  mater  dolorosa 
Juxta  crucem  lacrymosa, 

Dum  pendebat  filius, 
Cujus  animam  gementem, 
Contristantem  et  dolentem 

Pertransivit  gladius. 


O  quam  tristis  et  afflicta 
Fuit  ilia  benedicta 

Mater  unigeniti, 
Quae  moerebat  et  dolebat 
Et  tremebat,  dum  videbat 

Nati  poenas  inclyti. 


Quis  est  homo,  qui  non  fleret, 
Matrem  Christi  si  videret, 

In  tanto  supplicio  ? 
Quis  non  posset  contristari, 
Piam  matrem  contemplari 

Dolentem  cum  filio ! 


Il 


_-         68 

Pro  peccatis  suae  gentis 
Vidit  Jesum  in  tormentis 

Et  flagellis  subditum ; 
Vidit  suum  dulcem  natum 
Morientem,  desolatum, 

Dum  emisit  spiritum. 

Eja  mater,  fons  amoris ! 
Me  sentire  vim  doloris 

Fac,  ut  tecum  lugeam  ; 
Fac,  ut  ardeat  cor  meum 
In  amando  Christum  Deum, 

Ut  sibi  complaceam. 

Sancta  mater,  istud  agas, 
Crucifixi  fige  plagas 

Cordi  meo  valide ; 
Tui  nati  vulnerati, 
Tam  dignati  pro  me  pati, 

Poenas  mecum  divide. 

Fac  me  vere  tecum  flere, 
Crucifixo  condolere, 

Donee  ego  vixero ; 
Juxta  crucem  tecum  stare, 
Te  libenter  sociare 

In  planctu  desidero. 


69 

Virgo  virginum  praeclara, 
Mihi  jam  non  sis  amara, 

Fac  me  tecum  plangere ; 
Pac,  ut  portem  Christi  mortem, 
Passionis  fac  consortem 

Et  plagas  recolere. 

Fac  me  plagis  vulnerari, 
Cruce  hac  inebriari, 

Et  cruore  filii ; 
Inflammatus  et  accensus, 
Per  te,  virgo,  sim  defensus 

In  die  judicii. 

Fac  me  cruce  custodiri, 
Morte  Christi  prsemuniri, 

Confoveri  gratia  ; 
Quando  corpus  morietur, 
Fac,  ut  animae  donetur 

Paradisi  gloria. 


The  Mother  at  the  Cross. 

JACOPONE  DA  TODI. 


The  authorship  of  this  beautiful  hymn  is  a  subject  of  dispute.  Tt  seems  to 
be  agreed  that,  if  not  composed,  it  was  remodeled  and  added  to  by  Jacopone,  a 
Franciscan  monk,  who  lived  in  the  thirteenth  century,  and  having  been  born  in 
Todi,  in  Umbria,  is  thence  called  Jacopone  da  Todi.  The  hymn  is  the  most  pa- 
thetic of  the  compositions  of  the  middle  ages. 


THE  MOTHER  AT  THE  CROSS. 


Sorely  weeping,  all  unfriended, 
Stood  the  Mother,  where  suspended, 

Hung  upon  the  cross  her  Son, 
Through  her  spirit,  sympathizing. 
Moaning,  groaning,  agonizing, 

Pangs,  like  trenchant  blades,  did  run. 

O  how  sad  and  sorrow  laden. 
Stood  that  ever-blessed  maiden. 

Mother  of  God's  only  One, 
Woful  stood,  with  bosom  heaving. 
Quaking,  grieving,  while  perceiving 

How  they  racked  her  glorious  Son. 

Lives  there  man,  with  eye  so  tearless, 
Woe  like  hers  to  see,  yet  careless 

Human  sympathy  to  own  } 
Who  could  stand,  his  tears  witholding, 
Such  a  Mother's  grief  beholding, 

Suffering  with  her  stricken  Son ! 


74 

For  his  people's  sins  convicted, 
Christ  she  saw  with  stripes  afflicted, 

Crowned  with  thorns  and  doomed  to  death; 
Jesus  saw,  to  torture  taken, 
Dying,  lonely  and  forsaken 

While  he  gave  his  parting  breath. 

Gracious  Mother,  fount  of  blessing, 
All  thy  woe  my  soul  oppressing, 

Grant  that  I  with  thee  may  grieve ; 
Let  my  heart  be  so  appointed. 
Warmed  with  love  for  God  Anointed, 

That  I  may  his  grace  receive. 

Holy  Mother,  this  prayer  granting, 
Deeply  in  my  heart  implanting 

Thorns  that  pierced  thy  Crucified, 
Who  for  me  to  suffer  deigning, 
Cruel  wounds  for  me  sustaining, 

All  his  pains  with  me  divide. 


75 

Virgin,  over  all  exalted. 
Pardon  what  I  have  defaulted. 

Grant  my  tears  with  thine  to  well ; 
Death  of  Christ  about  me  bearing, 
In  his  passion  ever  sharing. 

Grant  me  on  his  stripes  to  dwell. 

With  his  blood  may  I  be  sated. 
By  his  cross  exhilarated. 

On  my  flesh  his  scourges  lay ; 
Thus  my  heart  inrtamed  and  tender, 
Virgin,  be  my  sure  defender 

Through  the  fearful  Judgment-day. 

By  his  cross  may  I  be  guarded, 
By  his  death  from  evil  warded, 

Ever  may  his  grace  suffice  ; 
When  my  earthly  course  is  ended. 
Grant  my  soul,  by  thee  befriended, 

Endless  bliss  of  Paradise. 


Grant  that  with  thee  truly  weeping. 
With  thy  Son  sad  vigil  keeping, 

I  may  live  and  thus  expire ; 
Near  the  cross  with  thee  to  tarr)*, 
Equal  load  of  grief  to  carr)'. 

Grant  to  be  mv  chief  desire. 


'ii 


De  Corpore  Christi. 


THOMAS  AQUINAS. 


DE  CORPORE  CHRISTI. 


O  esca  viatorum  ! 
O  panis  angelorum ! 

O  manna  coelitum ! 
Esurlentes  ciba, 
Dulcedlne  non  priva 

Corda  quaerentlum. 

O  lympha,  fons  amorls  ! 
Qui  puro  Salvatorls 

E  corde  proHuis ; 
Te  sitientes  pota ! 
Ha^c  sola  nostra  vota, 

His  una  sufficis ! 


O  Jesu,  tuum  vultum, 
Quern  colimus  occultum 

Sub  panis  specie, 
Fac,  ut,  remoto  velo, 
Aperta  nos  in  coelo 

Cernamus  acie ! 


The  Body  of  Christ. 

THOMAS  AQUINAS. 


I 


Thomas  Aquinas,  the  author  of  this  hymn,  was  born  at  Aquino,  in  Italy,  about 
1225.  He  was  a  Dominican  and  the  most  celebrated  monk  of  that  order.  One 
of  the  ablest  men  of  his  age,  he  exercised  a  wonderful  influence  over  all  Europe. 
He  died  in  1274. 


THE  BODY  OF  CHRIST. 


O  Flesh,  that  men  wayfaring  need ! 
O  Bread,  on  which  the  angels  feed ! 

O  Manna,  saints'  delieht ! 
Each  hungry  soul  give  full  supply, 
Thy  sweetness  to  no  heart  deny 

That  seeks  thy  grace  aright. 

O  Water,  fount  of  love  sincere ! 
That  issued,  when  the  soldier's  spear 

Did  pierce  the  Savior's  side. 
To  all  who  thirst,  thy  freshness  grant, 
Naught  else  our  craving  spirits  want. 

Nor  else  are  satisfied. 

O  Jesus,  whose  real  presence  here. 
Thy  faithful  worshippers  revere. 

In  seeming  bread  concealed, 
Be  pleased,  that  soon,  beyond  the  sky, 
The  veil  removed,  we,  eye  to  eye, 

May  see  thy  face  revealed. 


fji 


De  S.  Joanne  Evangelist  a. 

AUCTOR  INCERTUS. 


«l 


DE  S.  JOANNE  EVANGELISTA. 


Verbum  Del,  Deo  natum, 
Quod  nee  factum,  nee  ereatum, 

Venitde  eoelestibus, 
Hoe  vidit,  hoe  attreetavit, 
Hoe  de  eoelo  reseravit 

Joannes  hominibus. 


Inter  illos  primitlvos 
V^eros  verl  fontis  rivos 

Joannes  exsillit ; 
Toti  mundo  propinare 
Neetar  illud  salutare, 

Quod  de  throno  prodllt. 


Coelum  transit,  verl  rotam 
Soils  vidit,  ibi  totam 

Mentis  figens  aciem  ; 
Speculator  spiritalis 
Quasi  Seraphim  sub  alis 

Dei  vidit  faciem. 


88 

Audilt  In  gyro  sedis 

Quid  psallant  cum  citharoedis 

Quater  seni  proceres ; 
De  sigillo  Trinitatis 
Nostraj  nummo  civitatis 

Impressit  characteres. 

\  olat  avis  sine  meta 

Quo  nee  vates  nee  propheta 

Evolavit  altlus ; 
Tarn  implenda,  quam  impleta, 
Nunquam  vidit  tot  seereta 

Purus  homo  purius. 

Sponsus  rubra  veste  teetus, 
Visus,  sed  non  intelleetus, 

Redit  ad  palatium : 
Aquilam  Ezeehielis 
Sponsa^  misit,  quae  de  eoelis 

Referret  mysterium. 

Die,  dllecte,  de  Dlleeto, 
Quails  sit  et  ex  Dlleeto 

Sponsus  sponsze  nuneia : 
Die  quis  eibus  angelorum, 
Quce  sint  testa  superorum 

De  sponsi  praesentia. 


89 

Verl  panem  Intelleetus, 
Coenam  Christ!  super  peetus 

ChrlstI  sumptam  resera : 
Ut  eantemus  de  Patrono, 
Coram  Agno,  eoram  throne, 

Laudes  super  aethera. 


St.  John,  the  Evangelist. 

AUTHOR  UNKNOWN. 


) 


Of  this  hymn. the  author  is  unknown.  It  is  written  in  thz  style  and  appa- 
rently on  the  model  of  Adam  of  St.  Victor,  and,  although  not  belonging  to  him, 
is  in  nowise  inferior  either  in  dignity  or  beauty. 


ST.  JOHN,  THE  EVANGELIST. 


Word  of  God— Word  uncreated, 
Word  not  made,  but  generated 

Before  ALons  began: 
Certified  by  sight  and  feeling, 
John,  from  heaven,  came  revealino- 

This  blessed  Word  to  man. 

From  the  Fount  of  Life  outbursting, 
John,  when  olden  ages  thirsting, 

At  stagnant  pools  were  prone. 
Brought  to  every  tribe  and  nation 
Living  waters  o^  salvation 

That  issued  from  the  Throne. 

Past  the  bound  of  /Ether  stravlno-. 
Very  Orb  of  Light  surveying 

With  steady  gaze  he  stood  ; 
There,  the  Spirit  vision  lending, 
Seraphs'  wings  above  him  bending, 

He  saw  the  face  of  God. 


94 

Where,  the  cr^'stal  throne  surrounding, 

Elders'  harps  their  lauds  were  sounding, 

He  caught  the  strains  divine  ; 

Praise,  to  doctrine  taught  expression, 

With  the  "  Three  in  One  "  impression. 

He  stamped  the  Christian  coin. 

> 

Through  the  empyrean  soaring. 
Heavenly  mysteries  exploring, 

He  passed  Isaiah's  flight ; 
Watched  the  Cycles  slowly  wheeling, 
Secret  things  of  time  revealing, 

Unkenned  by  mortal  sight. 

Seen,  but  nothing  comprehended, 
Clothed  in  crimson  garb,  ascended 

The  Bridegroom  whence  he  came, 
Eagle  of  Ezekiel's  vision 
Sending  forth,  with  new  commission, 

His  nuptials  to  proclaim. 

Loved  one,  show  the  Bride  her  Lover, 
Messenger  of  God,  discover 

The  mystic  marriaore-tie ; 
Say,  what  food  are  angels  sharing, 
Say,  what  feasts  are  saints  preparing, 

The  Bridegroom  draweth  nigh. 


95 

Bread  of  Truth,  in  truth  divining, 
Taking  Christ,  on  Christ  reclining, 

The  sense  to  us  supply ; 
Teach  us  how  to  praise  Creator, 
Blessed  Lamb  and  Mediator 

Before  the  throne  on  high. 


Dies  Ir^. 

THOMAS  A  CELANO. 


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DIES  IR^. 


Dies  irae,  dies  ilia 
Solvet  saeclum  in  favilla, 
Teste  David  cum  Sybilla. 

Quantus  tremor  est  futurus, 
Quando  judex  est  venturus, 
Cuncta  stricte  discussurus ! 

Tuba,  mirum  spargens  sonum 
Per  sepulcra  regionum, 
Coget  omnes  ante  thronum. 

Mors  stupebit,  et  natura, 
Quum  resurget  creatura 
Judicanti  responsura. 

Liber  scriptus  proferetur, 
In  quo  totum  continetur, 
Unde  mundus  judicetur. 


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Judex  ergo  cum  sedebit, 
Quidquid  latet,  apparebit, 
Nil  inultum  remaneblt. 

Quid  sum  miser  tunc  dicturus, 
Quern  patronum  rogaturus, 
Cum  vix  Justus  sir  securus  ? 

Rex  tremenddC  majestatis 
Qui  salvandos  salvas  gratis, 
Salva  me,  fons  pietatis  ! 

Recordare,  Jesu  pie. 
Quod  sum  causa  tuae  viae  ; 
Ne  me  perdas  ilia  die ! 

Ouaerens  me  sedisti  lassus, 
Redemisti  crucem  passus : 
Tantus  labor  non  sit  cassus  ! 


Juste  judex  ultionis, 
Donum  fac  remissionis 
Ante  diem  rationis ! 

Ingemisco  tanquam  reus, 
Culpa  rubet  vultus  meus : 
Supplicanti  parce,  Deus ! 


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Qui  Mariam  absolvisti, 
Et  latronem  exaudisti, 
Mihi  quoque  spem  dedisti. 

Preces  mese  non  sunt  dignae 
Sed  tu  bonus  fac  benigne 
Ne  perenni  cremer  igne. 

Inter  oves  locum  praesta, 
Et  ab  haedis  me  sequestra, 
Statuens  in  parte  dextra. 

Confutatis  maledictis, 
Flammis  acribus  addictis, 
Voca  me  cum  benedictis ! 

Oro  supplex  et  acclinis. 
Cor  contritum  quasi  cinis, 
Gere  curam  mei  finis ! 

Lacrymosa  dies  ilia, 
Oua  resuroret  ex  favilla 
Judicandus  homo  reus ; 
Huic  ergo  parce,  Deus! 


Pie  Jesu  domine, 
Dona  eos  requie ! 
Amen. 


The  Day  of  Wrath. 


THOMAS  OF  CELANO. 


Of  this  world-renowned  hymn  the  authorship  is  disputed.  It  is  commonly 
ascribed  to  Thomas,  a  monk  of  the  Franciscan  order,  who  is  called  "  a  Celano  " 
from  a  small  town  in  Italy.  It  is  universally  agreed  to  be  the  grandest  of  all  the 
productions  of  the  Middle  Ages. 


THE  DAY  OF  WRATH. 


The  day  of  wrath,  that  day  of  woe, 
Whe.n  earth  with  fervent  heat  shall  glow. 
Both  David  and  the  Sybil  show. 

What  terror  will  that  day  inspire. 
When  Christ  shall  come  in  flaming  fire 
Of  all  things  stricdy  to  inquire ! 

The  pealing  trump,  whose  blaring  sound 
Echoes  through  Earth's  funeral  ground, 
Summons  all  His  throne  around. 

Pale  Nature  sees,  with  dumb  surprise, 
From  yawning  graves  her  dead  arise. 
To  answer  at  that  dread  assise. 


In  shuddering  silence  all  behold 
The  Book  of  Doom,  whose  records  hold 
The  judgments  of  the  world  enrolled. 


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The  Judge  appears — the  Book  unsealed 
Each  hidden  thing  shows  unconcealed, 
Naught  unavenged — naught  unrevealed. 

O'erwhelmed  with  guih,  how  shall  I  plead, 
What  advocate  may  intercede, 
When  e'en  the  righteous  mercy  need  ? 

Great  King  of  awful  majesty. 
Whose  grace  saves  those  that  saved  shall  be. 
Then,  Fount  of  Pity,  then  save  me. 

Remember,  Lord,  the  wandering  stray 
That  caused  thy  toilsome,  tiresome  way, 
Nor  lose  me  in  that  dreadful  day. 

F'or  me  thy  weary  feet  have  sought, 
Thy  blood-stained  cross  redemption  brought, 
Let  not  such  suffering  count  for  naught. 

Avenging  Judge,  ask  not  defence, 
In  mercy  cancel  mine  offence 
Before  the  day  of  recompense. 

Convicted  now,  the  groaning  prayer 
And  crimsoned  cheeks  my  guilt  declare, 
O  God,  thy  humble  suppliant  spare. 


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Thou,  Lord,  who  Mary  didst  forgive, 
And  badst  the  thief  repentant  live, 
To  me  the  hope  of  grace  dost  give. 

Though  justly  thou  my  prayer  wouldst  spurn, 
On  me  thy  gracious  favor  turn 
Nor  let  my  soul  forever  burn. 

Within  thy  fold  may  I  abide, 
Good  Shepherd,  keep  me  by  thy  side 
When  from  the  goats,  thy  sheep  (Jivide. 

And  when  in  fires  of  wTath  divine, 
The  outcast  spirits  deathless  pine. 
Thy  blessed  heritage  be  mine. 

To  thee,  who  Judge  and  Witness  art, 
I  humbly  pray  with  contrite  heart, 
*•  Be  nigh  when  flesh  and  spirit  part." 

Day  of  w^eeping,  day  of  mourning, 
Guilty  man,  from  dust  returning. 
Waits  the  fearful  retribution: 
Grant,  O  God,  thine  absolution. 

Gracious  Master,  holy  Jesus, 

In  thy  blissful  rest  receive  us. 

Amen. 


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The  Voice  of  Free  Grace. 


THORSBY. 


Vox  Gratis. 


This  hymn  of  Thorsby  is  so  well  known  as  to  render  the  insertion  of 
the  English  version  unnecessary. 


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VOX  gratis:. 


Inclamat  vox  gratiae,  Confugite  montem, 

Nunc  perditis  Christus  aperuit  fontem, 

A  sorde  lavare  vel  quovis  Indigno 

Salutis  it  sanguis  in  cursu  benigno ; 

Alleluia  Redemptori,  non  semel  hie  dicemus, 
Iterumque  Alleluia  trans  Jordanem  recinemus. 

In  altis  nunc  Deo  sit  gloria  data, 
Nunc  gloria  Deo  de  c(£lo  relata, 
Fit  famam  narremus  jucundam  per  gentes, 
Amorem,  laudemque  salutem  canentes ; 

Alleluia  Redemptori,  non  semel  hie  dicemus, 
Iterumque  Alleluia  trans  Jordanem  recinemus. 

Perequita,  Christe,  qui  regnas  in  luce, 
Peccatum  vincemus  et  mortem,  te  duce. 
In  ccEtu  te  sancti  gaudebunt  mirari, 
Et  grates  persolvent  quod  habent  salvari ; 
Alleluia  Redemptori,  non  semel  hie  dicemus, 
Iterumque  Alleluia  trans  Jordanem  recinemus. 


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Cum  statur  in  Sion,  beatis  et  oris, 

Turn,  citharis  Agno  laudato  canoris, 

Per  agros  felices  juvabit  errare 

Et  omne  per  aevum  salutem  cantare ; 

Alleluia  Redemptori,  non  semel  hie  dicemus, 
Iterumque  Alleluia  trans  Jordanem  recinemus. 


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